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... d bed, sheets tangled around them, his hands tracing slow, gentle patterns along her skin. But she didn’t feel any of it. Not his soft kisses on her shoulder, not the way his fingers brushed along her ribs, not even the warmth of his body pressed against hers. Her eyes were fixed outside, glued to the orange and gold streaks bleeding across the horizon.
Maybe it wasn’t really the sun she was watching. Maybe it wasn’t light at all. Maybe it was a memory, sharp and painful, like glass pres ...
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